Stella Rosevelt — page 211: what you’re looking at

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STAR’?S DETERMINATION. 205 them, and Archie had come to me as he had promised to do Monday or Tuesday; but this hope fled when I heard them address him as Lord Carrol, and he replied’at once to the name. It has broken my heart, Uncle Jaccb,” Star wailed, pouring out all her sorrow to him. ‘‘I do not know how I ever lived last night through; I do not believe I was conscious half the time; while tu-day I have been too weak, and ill, and wretched to care what became of me.” ‘¢Poor child! poor child!” he murmured, softly. ‘'To-night,” she went on, ‘‘I felt as if I must get out into the air. Inust seea friendly face and heara kindly voice, so I came to you, although I did not mean to tell you anything of my trouble. I meant to bear it alone. and never let any one know how crueily I had been deceived, or how readily I had given my foolish heart away.” The old gentleman laid h’s hand on her shining head, smoothing her hair with a tender touch. He was nearly weep- ing himself to see this beautiful young girl so crushed. ‘“On my way down here,” she pursued, ‘‘I felt faint; my strength all left me, and I stopped and leaned against a tree to recover myself, and while I stood there e stole up behind me, laid his hand on my shoulder, and asked me in surprise how I came to be there. I gave him tne street and number where we lived last Saturday, but I suppose when Mr. Richards and Josephine went to meet him at the station and brought him here, he did not once think it was the same place, for I have never told him their names. He believed me to be a poor girl, and never would have thought of finding me in a place like this; that was why he was so overcome with surprise when he saw me to-night. But when I charged him with personating two characters—having two names—he could not deny it; he owned that he was Lord Carrol, but tried to make me let him explain. I would no:; there could be nothing to explain. He _ had deceived me, and it was enough; I could never trust him Gomicbooks (E(0) =}